With a slightly waxed appeal,
The shiny purple and white cover gleam at me with excitement.
Pick me up!
And I reach behind the display blocking my treasure,
And grasp the shiny silver spiral.
The weight droops happily from my hand.
I cradle the cardboard back with my left,
While my right flips open the pretty, shiny cover.
Clean.
Crisp.
Virginal paper...
Exposed naked and vulnerable.
I inhale the sweetness of my new notebook.
I close the cover,
And put it in the cart for later...
